Today is International Hygge Day, and if someone should celebrate it, well that should be me! I know, I’ve already writen about hygge. But a lot of people in the Cove are not aware of that, and… and… and… I just shouldn’t have to explain myself. This will be about hygge, that’s it, that’s all!…… Continue reading The art of Hygge…
The road at night, dark and lonely the mists rising like embers sending their own mists upwards, and you and I sitting, and watching the fire die down, as the heavens lit up with lights and tales to tell, of the Hunter and his Hound, and I wove my stories, as our thoughts entwined,…… Continue reading The Bright Eye of the Hound…
Winter was raging and pounding with fury, just outside your door. Winds screamed frost cursings as you led me towards the fireplace. You pulled me close, made me feel naturally fit for your very embrace… And in a moment when so much needed to be told, we shared the most precious luxury we could allow ourselves……… Continue reading Silence…
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